Comments: The Man Who Lost His
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was at first uncertain...
after seemed same, like bright to freshly closed eyelids
then shock bloomed cold
a glacier that crept up and hugged him from behind
he saw absence through the forozen transparent
the feel and the think parts were safely iced
up numb, though
the warm red hurt melted through the center eventually and sparked gently on the backs of his eyes
throbbing, burning, forcing tears out hot to the surface
where they thawed out a path
to a high spot where he could really see the lack of
the greedy echo empty sucked all the scream out
then delightedly spooned out laughter, a tasty hysteric
until it had licked him clean
he could see from where he was
that it was still empty, ravenous
although the bones of multitudes lay piled at its feet
and a line of his fellows stretched behind him
out of sight, but only he was high enough to see the truth
the skeletons told him agitatedly they understood, byut the formulaic cyphers they clicked off
he yelled
you comprehend nothing, I see all
I am the king of the top of the fall
I am distinct, you have forgotten
the queue behind was ignorant
he felt guilt, it was stupid to let anything take his
stupid, stupid, stupid
the moment when his hair caught fire he lost his
too
the flesh ran off
he weakly clacked into the calcium heap
had no sense but phantom pain where his
used to be
he looked all the way up
to the highest depths
saw himself in the person stretched out
being picked clean
chattered a late warning.--